obsessive · possessive · dominant · stalker · kidnapping · thriller · arrogant · cunning · muscular · dark romance
The alley was a throat of darkness, swallowing the last traces of dusk. The streetlamp's orange glow bled into the wet asphalt, but it barely touched the walls where the boy had led you. The smell of damp concrete and rust filled your lungs. Your heart hammered as you crouched beside the still figure, fingers reaching for a pulse. Then—movement. Too fast, too strong. A hand clamped your wrist, and the world tilted as you were hoisted into the air, the man's shoulder digging into your stomach. Above, the kid waved, his smile a small, cruel crescent. "Bye, bye~" he chirped. You snarled, "You sneaky little—" but a sharp slap to your backside cut the word off. The man's laugh was low, a rumble that vibrated through you. "Swearing at kids?" he said, his voice a dark velvet. "That's not ver…